Lea lives in Western New
York with her hubby, three children, and miscellaneous critters. Before the
rugrats, she lived a life of adventure, following her husband all over Europe
with the US military. She’s slept in a car outside Paris, drove six hours just
to see tulips in the Netherlands, and knocked ash from her shoes at Pompeii.
Now she spends her time in life’s adventures at soccer games, PTA meetings and
school plays.

Lea has loved reading
from a very young age, spending many sleepless nights devouring books. Science
fiction and paranormal were her favorite genres to read as a teenager, and that
love bled into her adult life. She started writing during a bout of insomnia,
to fill time, and found it filled a creative void. Now she communes regularly
with the characters in her head and tries not to laugh out loud when they say
something funny.

When Lea isn’t reading,
writing or corralling kids, she enjoys watching movies and sciencey shows, or
just kicking back and listening to some music.

Willie Krenshaw
wanted nothing more than a few minutes watching the waters of Lake Erie after a
long workday. What she ended up with was a drugged male vampire and an itch to
be a Good Samaritan.

When her inner kitty
starts sniffing around at the male she's helping, she knows Fate's evil sense
of humor is in full swing. Being a shifter-vampire hybrid is hard enough, but
having a male vampire as her fated mate is just too much.

Nickola, the vampire she
assists, finds her breathtaking and does all he can to push Fate's agenda.

Stephen is the male
vampire Nickola is investigating for the Council. He takes aim at the couple,
intent on pulling Nick to his side or killing him. Between Stephen's scheming
and the Council's interest in Willie, can they survive the chaos long enough to
test the depths of their passions?

Excerpt:

“How’re you feeling?”
the man asked her. His eyes held only concern.

How was she feeling?
That was a really good question. She glanced down at her hands, expecting to
see charred skin or bandages. She gasped when she saw her hands looked normal.
Did she just dream the pain and fire?

“You don’t really need
to answer that if you don’t want to. My name is Robert Smith. What’s yours?”
The man was still watching her with an intensity she wasn’t accustomed to. He
looked so normal, but her life had been ruined repeatedly over the last two
days by “normal” looking people. He wore a blue and red flannel shirt that had
some dark stains on it. Blood, she thought. My blood.

“Willie,” she croaked.
Her throat hurt and burned. She was really thirsty. “Could I have something to
drink, please?”

“Sure, just take it
slow, okay?” He handed her a small plastic cup filled with ice chips and water.
She sipped it like instructed while she studied him. Dark brown eyes watched
her with concern and perhaps a little weariness. Tousled brown hair stuck up in
random clumps giving him a rumpled look. He looked pretty normal, she thought.

“How did I get here?”
she asked. She shied away from the memories that threatened to invade her mind
again. The black eyes sucking her will from her, the strong hands that grabbed
her arms and held her still as those sharp teeth sped toward her throat. She
shivered with the memories.

“Well, I found you in
the woods and brought you here. Willie, I need to talk to your parents. I’m
sure they’re worried sick about you.”

“No, they aren’t
worried,” She choked on the words. “They don’t give a shit about me.”

“Hey, watch the
language,” Robert scolded with a scowl marring his face. “I don’t care if they
care or not we have to call them. I’ve gone around the system for your
treatments, but now that you’re awake we have to have someone responsible for
you making decisions.”

“You can call them, but
they’ll just come here to kill me. They dumped me in Old Forge. They don’t want
me, and they won’t want to know that I’m alive. It’ll screw up their story.”
She clenched her teeth together and lifted her chin. Unshed tears glistened in
her eyes. She wouldn’t cry in front of a stranger over her parents. Shit. They
weren’t her parents. No parent could drop off their teenager in the middle of
nowhere and hope they died just because they weren’t normal.

“What do you mean they dumped
you?” He scowled and sat back. He crossed his arms across his chest and waited.

Aubrie Dionne is an author and flutist in New
England. Her books have received the highest ratings from Romance Times
Magazine, as well as Night Owl Reviews and Two Lips Reviews. She has guest
blogged on the USA Today Happily Ever After Blog and the Dear Teen Me blog and
signed books at the Boston Book Festival, Barnes and Noble, and the Romance
Writers of America conference. Her writings have appeared in Mindflights,
Niteblade, Silver Blade, Emerald Tales, Hazard Cat, Moon Drenched Fables, A Fly
in Amber, and Aurora Wolf. Her books are published by Astraea Press, Spencer
Hill Press, Entangled Publishing, Inkspell Publishing, Lyrical Press, and Gypsy
Shadow Publishing. When she's not writing, Aubrie teaches flute and plays in
orchestras.

Lyra Bryan has been saving people her whole
life from a chick in the ventilation pipes to her mentally ill brother when his
mind drifts back to Old Earth. She meets her match when she finds a gorgeous
alien man aboard the arachnid ship. Captured after a failed attempt to save his
people, his spirit is broken, craving only vengeance. To save her colony, Lyra
must save his body and soul.

Lyra’s lifemate, Tauren, is jealous of her
obsession with the alien man and will do anything in his power to break them
apart. While they travel to the arachnid’s home world to defeat the mother
brain once and for all, they must set aside their differences and work as a
team. But, can Tauren be trusted?

He
moved me into a rectangle of light reflecting from the corridor through the
sight panel. His eyes changed from golden to indigo and his angular face
softened. He released his hold on my waist and drew his fingers gently across
my bare cheek. “Lavisha?”

“Who?”
Adrenaline and excitement rushed through me. Danger surrounded me, and yet I
relished it. I was such a baddie sometimes. This took the cake.

He
trailed a finger along my chin, as if I was the most precious person in the
world. Heat radiated from my face and neck. No male had ever touched me with
such tenderness. He brought his face close to mine, our lips a breath apart.

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Bio: Danica Avet was born and raised in the wilds of South
Louisiana (that would be somewhere around Houma) where mosquitoes are big
enough to carry off small children and there are only two seasons: hot and
hotter. With a BA in History, she figured there were enough fry cooks in the
world and decided to try her hand at writing.

Danica is the lucky pet of a compulsively needy dog and two cats.
The pitter-patter of little feet has been known to make her break out into a
cold sweat.

Writing is how she gives the voices in her head a way out. When
she isn’t writing, working or contemplating the complexities of the universe,
she spends time gathering inspiration from her insane family, reads far more
than any sane person would want to, and watches hot burly men chase an oblong
ball all over a field.

When empath Gyda St. Germaine is rescued from a sex-trafficking
ring, she vows vengeance on her tormentors. Aided by two distinct personalities
who bolster her powers, she becomes a vigilante, hungry for revenge. Her path
of retribution tosses her into the arms of an Order of Themis Siphon and her
world is turned upside down. Fighting her past takes a backseat to her
all-consuming desire for the man whose honor and sense of justice go against
everything she believes.

The moment electricity manipulator Brit Harper stumbled across a
feral woman with a bloody knife, his life changed. Black and white becomes gray
as the scales of justice tip. Fascinated by her strength and the darkness in
her eyes, he vows to teach her the true meaning of justice and help her explore
the passion sizzling between them. But when the evil haunting Gyda’s dreams
returns in the flesh, he’ll have to choose between his beliefs and the woman he
loves.

Teaser:

“Shh,” he whispered against
her hair. “I’ll never hurt you, Gyda. I swear it on my life.”

She didn’t relax, not
entirely, but then he knew it was up to him to help her. He slid his hand
beneath her shirt, not going for the gold yet, wanting to ease her into it. It
wasn’t exactly a hardship. Her skin was silky soft and warm.